"Fear" (provisional title) by Mike@PilotsChamber
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Please note - this is rated PG13 just in case.
I own none of the Farscape characters (though I wish I did) and this story is entirely fictitious and all the standard stuff.
I'm writing this hopefully to be episode-length, taking off from the ending of the fourth season.
By the way, this is my first fan-fic. Hope you enjoy it.
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Previously on Farscape
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"Simpletons." Rygel said, watching the scene out of Moya's main viewport. The blind Chiana turned in his direction, judging from the noise, and made a curious sound. "Crichton's got Aeryn in a boat."
"What's he doing?" Chiana asked.
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It was a miracle. A true miracle, John thought. They had managed to avoid Peacekeepers, Scarrens, Sheyangs, Nebari, everything up until now.
Of course they'd lost some lives along the way. Zhaan, Crais, Talyn, Elack... he had even killed Aeryn at one point, no thanks to the neural clone Scorpius implanted in his skull.
But they were alive. And now, had enough time for a break.
John had managed to close the wormhole to Earth. The Scarrens weren't a threat - at least not for a while.
But with that, John couldn't go back to Earth. Or if he did, it'd take a long time.
But then, he'd just have to concentrate on building a home out here.
Moya was his home at the moment. A pretty strange home, one that moved on it's own accord. Sorta like living in a runaway Winnebago, he thought. But Moya was injured, resting in the ocean, Pilot integrating himself again into her circuits.
But there were some things to talk about.
So he had managed to dig out a boat from all the crap they had brought back from Earth. Well, more rather it was a kit boat. The DRDs, headed by 1812, had managed to build it in less than five minutes, using quick-drying adhesive to put everything together.
John had worried that Aeryn wouldn't accompany him - she had told him when they landed on Qujaga that she couldn't swim, having been bred a normal Peacekeeper life aboard a Command Carrier. But nevertheless, she accompanied him as he rowed out in the boat, a fair distance from the resting Moya.
And they were finally alone.
Sitting on the other end of the thin boat, John talked first. "We have... some unfinished business."
"Yes we have." Aeryn simply responded.
"A year ago we let a coin make our decisions for us." he held up a coin.
"Not again."
"Call it."
John flicked the coin up into the air. Aeryn's heart sank as she was reminded of the grief that they went through a year ago. The last time the toss ended up in their separation.
Not this time.
The coin plopped into the ocean and sank.
John turned back to her. "Aeryn, I have a question."
Aeryn was nearly crying. "Can I go first?"
"Yeah."
"When I was on the Command Carrier, I went to see a surgeon." she said, referring to the Command Carrier they were on at the negotiations at Katratzi. "I was really worried about what the Scarrens did to me."
The rest of her words shocked John. "The fetus has been released from it's stasis."
"So I'm having a baby." she said, biting back tears.
"You OK?" John said, concerned. Aeryn nodded. John could see the pain on his face. "And the baby?"
"It's yours."
Several thoughts went through John's mind. He remembered the words his father had given to him many times - be your own kind of hero. He remembered all the past times he had helped Aeryn, how she had helped him, how they had grown together. His home was no longer Earth, it was here, with Aeryn, D'Argo, Chiana, Rygel, Moya, Pilot, Noranti, and the rest of their extended family.
Plus one new addition - his and Aeryn's child.
"I just wanted to tell you..." Aeryn continued. "I hope it doesn't change anything."
John couldn't have been more happy if he'd tried, but he was still reeling with shock. His child. His and Aeryn's. "Well, it changes everything." he said, before standing and shouting at the sky "We're gonna have a baby!"
Aeryn could only laugh and cry in joy as she watched John. She wasn't sure it was particularly safe for him to stand up in a boat, but John didn't seem to care. He shouted at the sky for all that he was worth, giving it several whoops and yeah's, various things she'd heard on Earth, and even telling it to screw itself at one point.
Watching from Moya, the blind Chiana asked what was going on. D'Argo couldn't tell whether he had heard John's loud yells. "Now John seems very, very angry." he replied.
Aeryn finally persuaded John to sit down. He still wore a childish grin on his face. "Are you happy?" she asked him. John was more laughing and out of breath than anything. "Now what was your question?"
"Oh God, um..." John said. He reached into a pocket. Aeryn didn't see what he got from it. Then he got down on his knees infront of her.
D'Argo was trying to help Chiana as much as possible. "Now he's got down onto his knees." he said, observing.
"Why?" Chiana asked.
"I think he's hurt himself." Rygel said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Back on the boat, John presented Aeryn with a ring. The ring that his sister Olivia had given to him. It used to be his mothers.
"Will you marry me?" he asked her.
Aeryn was struggling to bite back the tears. "Yes." she answered, and the two embraced.
"What's he doing?" Chiana asked, back on Moya.
Rygel was getting impatient with Chiana - would she constantly need this sort of attention? Still, best to get it out of the way now, then you can at least say you've done your bit. "Er... the boat's sinking." he said.
John pulled the ring out of it's box and set the box down. Then he slipped it onto Aeryn's finger, and kissed it.
D'Argo commentated on the scene. "He's putting some sort of... what looks like a ring on her finger."
"A ring?" Chiana asked, curious.
"A - a ring."
Chiana started giggling. "You frellniks! Didn't you watch any of those - those those those those Earth movies?" she said, trying to remember names. "Crichton just proposed."
"Proposed?" Rygel was interested now. "What?"
"Marriage."
Rygel practically spat the words as he floated away. "Marriage? Idiot! Augh!"
Back on the boat, John and Aeryn were entwined in an embrace neither of them hoped would ever end, but a roar from the heavens brought them out of their reverie and made them look upwards.
Above them a ship streaked down, passing over the boat and Moya, a dark ship with no familiar markings but the odd shape of a bat, John thought.
Over the comms the two of them could hear D'Argo yelling for them to get back inside Moya. "D'Argo, do you know what it is?" Aeryn practically shouted, even though she knew he could hear her over the comms. John was already reaching for the ores to row the boat back with.
"I have no idea whatsoever, now just get back inside!" D'Argo yelled through the comms.
"Give me a break, we're in a boat!" John yelled, making slow progress back to Moya.
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In the ship, a humanoid-looking creature talked. "Tracking scats were correct. A Leviathan partially submerged. Two invaders have exited their ship. Request orders."
"Do you have target aquisition?" an unseen voice asked.
The being's face split, revealing a mutilation of organs and eyes. "Positive. I detect no arnaments."
"Neutralise invaders for analysis." the unseen voice said.
"Acknowledged." the being said in affirmative. "Neutralisation run beginning."
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"Hatch doors are open!" D'Argo was yelling over the comms. "Hurry up!"
But there was no time. The ship was streaking ever closer. John and Aeryn both knew that, if the ship wanted to kill them, they'd have no chance. Each took the other in their arms.
"You and your timing." Aeryn said, letting out a humourous sigh. This man was a plague. Whenever he was around, all the bad things happened.
Yet she loved him.
"I love you." John said, reading her expression.
The two kissed, enjoying what could be their final embrace, as the ship flew down low over the peaceful, endless azure ocean, and let fly with two bursts of weaponry.
They both hit their targets.
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Watching from Moya, D'Argo could only howl as he watched the situation. John and Aeryn had been covered in what appeared to be a transparent film, and then turned into tiny pebbles as the ship flew off, leaving nothing but the scattered pebbles and the ring.
He howled, crying, grief-stricken. John and Aeryn finally had everything, but had it cruelly snatched away from them. Chiana, not understanding what was going on, pulled his head to her shoulder.
Perhaps it was a good thing now she was blind, D'Argo thought.
But in the background, from his limited knowledge of Earth, D'Argo could have sworn he heard a piano playing...
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Okay, that was what was in the last episode (Bad Timing), I know. But still, I wanted to put that in.
------
Please note - this is rated PG13 just in case.
I own none of the Farscape characters (though I wish I did) and this story is entirely fictitious and all the standard stuff.
I'm writing this hopefully to be episode-length, taking off from the ending of the fourth season.
By the way, this is my first fan-fic. Hope you enjoy it.
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Previously on Farscape
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"Simpletons." Rygel said, watching the scene out of Moya's main viewport. The blind Chiana turned in his direction, judging from the noise, and made a curious sound. "Crichton's got Aeryn in a boat."
"What's he doing?" Chiana asked.
------
It was a miracle. A true miracle, John thought. They had managed to avoid Peacekeepers, Scarrens, Sheyangs, Nebari, everything up until now.
Of course they'd lost some lives along the way. Zhaan, Crais, Talyn, Elack... he had even killed Aeryn at one point, no thanks to the neural clone Scorpius implanted in his skull.
But they were alive. And now, had enough time for a break.
John had managed to close the wormhole to Earth. The Scarrens weren't a threat - at least not for a while.
But with that, John couldn't go back to Earth. Or if he did, it'd take a long time.
But then, he'd just have to concentrate on building a home out here.
Moya was his home at the moment. A pretty strange home, one that moved on it's own accord. Sorta like living in a runaway Winnebago, he thought. But Moya was injured, resting in the ocean, Pilot integrating himself again into her circuits.
But there were some things to talk about.
So he had managed to dig out a boat from all the crap they had brought back from Earth. Well, more rather it was a kit boat. The DRDs, headed by 1812, had managed to build it in less than five minutes, using quick-drying adhesive to put everything together.
John had worried that Aeryn wouldn't accompany him - she had told him when they landed on Qujaga that she couldn't swim, having been bred a normal Peacekeeper life aboard a Command Carrier. But nevertheless, she accompanied him as he rowed out in the boat, a fair distance from the resting Moya.
And they were finally alone.
Sitting on the other end of the thin boat, John talked first. "We have... some unfinished business."
"Yes we have." Aeryn simply responded.
"A year ago we let a coin make our decisions for us." he held up a coin.
"Not again."
"Call it."
John flicked the coin up into the air. Aeryn's heart sank as she was reminded of the grief that they went through a year ago. The last time the toss ended up in their separation.
Not this time.
The coin plopped into the ocean and sank.
John turned back to her. "Aeryn, I have a question."
Aeryn was nearly crying. "Can I go first?"
"Yeah."
"When I was on the Command Carrier, I went to see a surgeon." she said, referring to the Command Carrier they were on at the negotiations at Katratzi. "I was really worried about what the Scarrens did to me."
The rest of her words shocked John. "The fetus has been released from it's stasis."
"So I'm having a baby." she said, biting back tears.
"You OK?" John said, concerned. Aeryn nodded. John could see the pain on his face. "And the baby?"
"It's yours."
Several thoughts went through John's mind. He remembered the words his father had given to him many times - be your own kind of hero. He remembered all the past times he had helped Aeryn, how she had helped him, how they had grown together. His home was no longer Earth, it was here, with Aeryn, D'Argo, Chiana, Rygel, Moya, Pilot, Noranti, and the rest of their extended family.
Plus one new addition - his and Aeryn's child.
"I just wanted to tell you..." Aeryn continued. "I hope it doesn't change anything."
John couldn't have been more happy if he'd tried, but he was still reeling with shock. His child. His and Aeryn's. "Well, it changes everything." he said, before standing and shouting at the sky "We're gonna have a baby!"
Aeryn could only laugh and cry in joy as she watched John. She wasn't sure it was particularly safe for him to stand up in a boat, but John didn't seem to care. He shouted at the sky for all that he was worth, giving it several whoops and yeah's, various things she'd heard on Earth, and even telling it to screw itself at one point.
Watching from Moya, the blind Chiana asked what was going on. D'Argo couldn't tell whether he had heard John's loud yells. "Now John seems very, very angry." he replied.
Aeryn finally persuaded John to sit down. He still wore a childish grin on his face. "Are you happy?" she asked him. John was more laughing and out of breath than anything. "Now what was your question?"
"Oh God, um..." John said. He reached into a pocket. Aeryn didn't see what he got from it. Then he got down on his knees infront of her.
D'Argo was trying to help Chiana as much as possible. "Now he's got down onto his knees." he said, observing.
"Why?" Chiana asked.
"I think he's hurt himself." Rygel said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Back on the boat, John presented Aeryn with a ring. The ring that his sister Olivia had given to him. It used to be his mothers.
"Will you marry me?" he asked her.
Aeryn was struggling to bite back the tears. "Yes." she answered, and the two embraced.
"What's he doing?" Chiana asked, back on Moya.
Rygel was getting impatient with Chiana - would she constantly need this sort of attention? Still, best to get it out of the way now, then you can at least say you've done your bit. "Er... the boat's sinking." he said.
John pulled the ring out of it's box and set the box down. Then he slipped it onto Aeryn's finger, and kissed it.
D'Argo commentated on the scene. "He's putting some sort of... what looks like a ring on her finger."
"A ring?" Chiana asked, curious.
"A - a ring."
Chiana started giggling. "You frellniks! Didn't you watch any of those - those those those those Earth movies?" she said, trying to remember names. "Crichton just proposed."
"Proposed?" Rygel was interested now. "What?"
"Marriage."
Rygel practically spat the words as he floated away. "Marriage? Idiot! Augh!"
Back on the boat, John and Aeryn were entwined in an embrace neither of them hoped would ever end, but a roar from the heavens brought them out of their reverie and made them look upwards.
Above them a ship streaked down, passing over the boat and Moya, a dark ship with no familiar markings but the odd shape of a bat, John thought.
Over the comms the two of them could hear D'Argo yelling for them to get back inside Moya. "D'Argo, do you know what it is?" Aeryn practically shouted, even though she knew he could hear her over the comms. John was already reaching for the ores to row the boat back with.
"I have no idea whatsoever, now just get back inside!" D'Argo yelled through the comms.
"Give me a break, we're in a boat!" John yelled, making slow progress back to Moya.
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In the ship, a humanoid-looking creature talked. "Tracking scats were correct. A Leviathan partially submerged. Two invaders have exited their ship. Request orders."
"Do you have target aquisition?" an unseen voice asked.
The being's face split, revealing a mutilation of organs and eyes. "Positive. I detect no arnaments."
"Neutralise invaders for analysis." the unseen voice said.
"Acknowledged." the being said in affirmative. "Neutralisation run beginning."
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"Hatch doors are open!" D'Argo was yelling over the comms. "Hurry up!"
But there was no time. The ship was streaking ever closer. John and Aeryn both knew that, if the ship wanted to kill them, they'd have no chance. Each took the other in their arms.
"You and your timing." Aeryn said, letting out a humourous sigh. This man was a plague. Whenever he was around, all the bad things happened.
Yet she loved him.
"I love you." John said, reading her expression.
The two kissed, enjoying what could be their final embrace, as the ship flew down low over the peaceful, endless azure ocean, and let fly with two bursts of weaponry.
They both hit their targets.
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Watching from Moya, D'Argo could only howl as he watched the situation. John and Aeryn had been covered in what appeared to be a transparent film, and then turned into tiny pebbles as the ship flew off, leaving nothing but the scattered pebbles and the ring.
He howled, crying, grief-stricken. John and Aeryn finally had everything, but had it cruelly snatched away from them. Chiana, not understanding what was going on, pulled his head to her shoulder.
Perhaps it was a good thing now she was blind, D'Argo thought.
But in the background, from his limited knowledge of Earth, D'Argo could have sworn he heard a piano playing...
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Okay, that was what was in the last episode (Bad Timing), I know. But still, I wanted to put that in.